Go ahead, let it go Pete. Let it all out so I can see that lovely stuff shooting out of your cock. I have dreamed of doing this for so long.”I groan...d deep and felt my entire body from my ankles to my neck tighten and I could not hold back any longer. I arched my head back, groaned, and then the pulses started. My cock throbbing over and over as my balls were as tight as possible, spurts of cum shooting out, almost painful in their pleasure. The release indescribable once it finally hit.I heard. .mmm... like my neglected pussy.“Oh Fuck” I exclaimed as my jeans were unbuttoned and dropped from behind. I recognized Callum’s large sure hands. I was too surprised and excited to be angry.I gripped the nearest shelf to steady myself but it was swaying, despite its heavy stacks of red bound, gold spined periodicals. Oh shit I thought my old red knickers. A personal comfortable favourite but well worn and a bit loose and fraying. Callum didn’t care about my old knickers; he had my arse cheeks. I did a double take as I noticed that my clothes had changed too. There in my hands, was a pile of clothing . . . just like the sales woman had been wearing a few moments ago! I couldn't rationalize it, and this certainly wasn't the time to try to figure it all out. I had to find Jackie . . . and find her quickly. I gulped hard asI slipped on the only clothes available to me. A minute or so later, I frantically emerged from the dressing area and began to scan the store for any sign of Jackie or. He walked out of the room without a backward glance, but Steve's eyes were riveted on his firm, tight rear. Moments later, he heard the front door open and close.Steve lay on the cold bathroom floor, weeping quietly, for a long time.Eventually he recovered enough self-possession to get up and pull on his clothes; he didn't look in the mirror. He robotically checked the house. Everything seemed secure - though he wondered if he'd ever feel secure again. All that he'd ever believed about reality,.